As he watched, the sparrows suddenly lost their movement when they touched the black thread, and began a period of extreme struggle.

Zhang Lingdao had actually let them go at this time, but after struggling for a while, he suddenly stopped moving, and what followed was an extremely depressed and quiet dead silence!

Of course he wouldn't be so surprised if these guys were just dead, but the changes that followed these sparrows really shocked him.

The black silk thread seemed to be a little thicker, and those sparrows, a few black silk threads appeared on their bodies, and in his shocked gaze, as these black silk threads peeled off, the sparrows seemed to disappear completely, and gradually turned into black silk threads, which merged into the thickest thread.

Zhang Lingdao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, if he didn't have the talisman given by his master, I'm afraid the ending would be similar to these sparrows.

At this point, of course, he would not have any reservations, poured all the internal qi in his body into the sword in his hand, and raised the long sword in his hand high against the black silk thread condensed in the air.

When Zhang Lingdao was about to slash down, he suddenly felt a huge force binding around him, or rather, some strange power, blocking the space around him, preventing him from having the ability to chop.

Zhang Lingdao immediately guessed that person's plan, if he expected it right, that guy should have panicked by now.

Sure enough, this strange method can only be used for surprise attacks, and if it is really a head-on confrontation, it should not be the opponent of these warriors.

If they really have such great ability, how can these people hide in the shadows instead of directly standing up and leading society? At least these Dongying people don't have such a great ability now.

For those local guys, Zhang Lingdao really didn't dare to make judgments, after all, those immortal cultivators in the Central Plains really had nothing to do with themselves, and they hung high.

If it weren't for something that angered them, even if something else happened, no one would have rushed to show up.

Zhang Lingdao, as a monk of Taoism, is really deeply touched by these things, and unlike Buddhism who pays attention to entering the WTO, monks feel that only if they have enough believers can they have a better life.

But in addition to really not being able to eat, the Taoist masters will never have such thoughts, they generally put the idea of Lao Zhuang, believe it or not, don't disturb the Taoist master to cultivate immortals.

This group of people can be said to be detached to the extreme, if these people are not ready to appear in front of the Jianghu people, maybe no one will know about this for hundreds of years.

So Zhang Lingdao didn't dare to evaluate these mysterious guys in the Central Plains, he had heard that some people with high skills could sense the names and locations of those people from the world's evaluation of themselves.

Zhang Lingdao didn't dare to talk about these "immortals" in the Central Plains casually, although people don't think of themselves like this, but in the eyes of the world, the methods of these guys are no different from those of the immortals.

Zhang Lingdao suddenly increased the force in his hand, squeezing out the surrounding quagmire-like air, squeezing out a space that could move freely.

The golden light on the long sword in his hand also began to flicker and disappear, and there were even some blood beads on his fingers, sprinkled with a dark red around him, and the internal breath in his body continued to pour into the sword body.

The backlog of the air around him became heavier and heavier, even suffocating his face red, and Zhang Lingdao felt a special pressure from the depths of his soul, which made it difficult for him to move.

The black silk envy, which was indifferent because of the previous golden light, suddenly became smart, as if it had absorbed strength from somewhere, slowly raised its head, and then touched it in the direction where he was.

Zhang Lingdao had already learned about the fate of these sparrows before, of course he didn't want to be the next one, the black silk thread seemed to have this spirituality, and he also sensed the crisis above his head.

Its originally slow body suddenly became faster, and it could also feel that the guy in front of it was a great supplement, and if it was swallowed, it should eat hundreds of ordinary people.

Zhang Lingdao also raised his head and looked at the silk thread that seemed to have his own consciousness, but what his eyes were focused on was not the silk thread itself.

Not far away, Fujiwara closed his eyes and observed everything here, the golden light that appeared before really scared him, but I was just startled, although this guy has some means, but after all, it is in his pocket!

His eyes were still closed, and the people around him were guarding his safety, so that he didn't have to worry about someone sneaking up on him from close by, and he seemed to be chanting some kind of incantation in his mouth, wanting to finish the battle.

And Zhang Lingdao who knows that it is now a matter of life and death, and the other party may not be affected, but if he fails, it will be real death!

"Give it to me...... Get me moving! Zhang Lingdao's voice almost gritted his teeth and said it word by word.

The air around him became more and more viscous and oppressive, Zhang Lingdao felt that under this oppression, he even lost some of his instincts, and even his body appeared cold to varying degrees.

However, the golden light on the sword in his hand had disappeared, and no one else would think that he had lost all his power, but in fact, it was this sword that absorbed all his power.

Zhang Lingdao felt that his resistance was getting bigger and bigger, and he knew that such a thing could not be delayed any longer, and he was not ready to continue to delay this matter, so the long sword in his hand swung down suddenly!

Different from the situation just now, Zhang Lingdao gathered the strength of his whole body, the green tendons on his originally white arms burst out, and his originally quiet face also appeared a little hideous.

He could feel the air around him freeze into stone, blocking his movements.

But Zhang Lingdao has been blocked because of these things before, I don't know how many times, but the black silk thread is almost in front of him, if he doesn't make a move, there really won't be the slightest chance.

"Open it for me!" He couldn't help but shout loudly, but before the sound could be heard, it was blocked by the strange objects that echoed around him.

"Open!"

"Open!"

He could only hear this word in his ears, so he could only think like this, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be exerted with all kinds of power in an instant, and with his movements, it slashed down!

Zhang Lingdao only felt that the long sword in his hand had touched a solid object, but under this indestructible long sword, it was only the result of two cuts.

What followed was a burst of golden light......

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